The Path to Becoming Immortal

As a last resort, Ning Ping continued to drink with the other party. I am not surprised to meet Yun Xingzu here. Although Lan Yue Tower itself is also a place of romance, after visiting in person today, I have a new understanding of this place and feel that it is also a good place to entertain guests.

But then he discovered an unexpected woman, which surprised Ning Ping. It was her?

The woman found was Feng Qiaoyun, whom she met by chance while escaping from Chunhui Valley.

I saw her wearing pink clothes. The pink color of the woman's skin revealed a faint pink color, and her lips were like cherry blossoms, which attracted people's infinite reverie and revealed an indescribable feeling of seductiveness.

However, the situation seemed not to be good at this moment. He was being pestered by a guest who had clearly drunk too much. He was helplessly looking around for a way to escape. In the end, he also found Ning Ping, who was staring at him dumbfounded. He was so surprised that he could not speak. Come, and immediately his face turned red with embarrassment.

"Hey, you are so deaf that you dare to ignore what I said." A young man in fine clothes raised his face that was already red from the influence of wine and said with an unruly expression, and grabbed Feng Qiaoyun's wrist tightly to prevent him from letting go. Get rid of it.

With his amazing ear power, Ning Ping listened to the sounds one by one and glanced at this talent who was only at the fourth level of Qi Refining Stage.

"Master Tu, I have guests to serve. I'm so sorry." Feng Qiaoyun struggled slightly and seemed to be very afraid of this person.

"Oh? I want to see who the hell is trying to take advantage of this young master." As the monk surnamed Tu spoke, his eyes glanced in the direction where Feng Qiaoyun was distracted just now, and he narrowed slightly after seeing Zheng Yuanming.

"Just them? Humph, do you look down on me?" He tightened his grip and pulled Feng Qiaoyun to his side.

"How could you look down on Mr. Tu..." Feng Qiaoyun looked helpless at this moment, explaining in vain.

When Ning Ping saw this, he thought of the shriveled steamed bun, and then stood up expressionlessly.

"Brother Ning, where are you going?" Zheng Yuanming on the side asked when he saw Ning Ping getting up. He had just been chatting with others at the same table and didn't pay attention to what was going on there.

"I see an acquaintance who seems to be in trouble. Come as soon as you can." After saying that, Ning Ping walked over.

Seeing Ning Ping coming, Feng Qiaoyun looked even more embarrassed.

"Sir, this girl is a friend of mine, could you please do me a favor?" Ning Ping forced out a smile and said lightly.

"Hey, you are that green onion again. It's not enough to ask your master to come over and talk to me. You are not qualified, so get out!" The monk surnamed Tu didn't even look at Ning Ping, but looked in the direction of Zheng Yuanming contemptuously. past.

Ning Ping frowned slightly. It seemed that the other party thought he was Zheng Yuanming's subordinate, and judging from the situation, the relationship between the two was very bad.

"Master, if you don't want me to help you choose two girls, please do it!" The commotion here became louder and louder, and finally the madam came over. Seeing Ning Pingsheng, she tried to persuade him to avoid making things worse.

Ning Ping looked at the madam with a faint smile and said, "No, that's why I'm here for this girl."

"This~" The old bustard also became embarrassed. Looking at the faces of the three people, he really didn't expect that this girl Qiaoyun was so popular today.

"Why, can't Tu Zhigao save some face?" Zheng Yuanming came over and after hearing a few words, he knew the reason.

"Oh, I thought you were going to be a coward. You won't be able to snatch the girl I like this time. Please beg me and it doesn't matter if I let you." The old monk surnamed Tu picked up the wine glass in front of him. , took a nice sip.

"Tu Zhigao, don't think that because your father is the deputy city lord, you can do whatever you want. When I was acting cruel, you were still wearing open-crotch pants, peeing and playing in the mud. You loser, don't let your father's great reputation fall."

Zheng Yuanming's face darkened, and the dandyism that had been restrained suddenly emerged.

Tu Zhigao seemed to have been poked in a painful spot, his face suddenly flushed red, and he pointed at Zheng Yuanming: "You..." In anger, he also stretched his hand to the hilt of an unusually ornate sword hanging at his waist.

"Stop, let's see what you say. Sit back, or get out!"

At this moment, a faint voice came over and fell clearly on the ears of everyone present. However, other people nearby did not notice it, which shows his profound control ability. It turned out to be Yun Xingzu who spoke from a distance.

Tu Zhigao seemed to have just discovered Yun Xingzu at this moment, his face suddenly turned pale and he looked very scared.

"Yun~ Brother Zu, it's okay, it's okay. I was just joking with him. I was just about to go out. I'm leaving now. I'm leaving now." As Tu Zhigao spoke, he took out a handful of spiritual stones and threw them on the table. In the blink of an eye, He and his tablemates disappeared out the door.

However, when leaving, while lowering his head, he gave Ning Ping and Zheng Yunming a vicious look with his vicious eyes.

Ning Ping looked at Yun Xingzu with a surprised look on his face. He really didn't expect that the gentle and elegant scholar's appearance could be so intimidating. With his heart racing, he nodded to Yun Xingzu to express his gratitude.

"So Brother Zu is here too. There's nothing going on here. That kid is just stupid again." Zheng Yuanming held his hands in the distance. Seeing someone talking next to him, he didn't plan to come forward to disturb him, and then they returned to the private seats. among.

"Thank you, Brother Zheng, for your help." As soon as he sat down, Ning Ping also clasped his fists to express his gratitude to Zheng Yuanming.

"Easy to say, that guy actually came after me. The last time I reserved a venue here, he lost face. He probably just wanted to embarrass me once, but it actually implicated Brother Ning."

While talking, Zheng Yuanming also took a look at Feng Qiaoyun who came with him. Although she was also good-looking, she was just ordinary in Lanyue Tower, so he didn't ask much.

"That kid is called Tu Xinjun. He is a fool, but his father is amazing. He is the Yun family's worshiper named Tu Jinghao. He is a golden elixir cultivator. It's a pity that he gave birth to such a thing."

"But Brother Ning, you can pay attention to him in the future. I can't say for sure that he will vent his anger on you." Zheng Yunming said with an apologetic look on his face.

"Oh, that's it." Ning Ping was secretly shocked in his heart. He didn't expect that this guy in the fourth level of Qi Refining Stage actually had a father in the Golden Core Stage. It can be seen that the other party's talent is poor.

Thinking of this, Ning Ping also secretly paid attention in his heart. Then there was another round of toasts, and the atmosphere became more harmonious and lively.

After three rounds of wine, Ning Ping took the opportunity to go to the toilet and let Feng Qiaoyun lead the way to the corridor bridge outside.

"Sister Qiaoyun, why are you here?" Once in a quiet place, Ning Ping finally asked the question in his heart.

"Hehe, my cultivation is not high, and I don't have any skills, nor the courage to fight for my life. What else do I have except this withered body?"

Feng Qiaoyun looked lonely, and now there was no embarrassment.

Ning Ping nodded silently. Everyone has their own choices. Putting herself in her shoes, her current lifestyle may not be a bad thing for her. Ning Ping also knows the difficulty of survival, and he does not look down on her in his heart.